Vainglory-Ringo Lore

FAR FROM GONE

The town was ablaze, burning and in vain. Screams were heard through out the fire, I had became aware that...everyone was Dead, and I had caused it.

I awoken from my dream with a startle, laying in bed with a beautiful young lady laying next to me, I wanted to hold her, kiss her, but I could not stop thinking about the dream I had. This fussed with me as I watched the ceiling, looking at the details my dear love had designed.
"Ringo?"
"Yes my love?"
"Are you alright? You seem worried about something."
"Ah yes, just a silly dream. That's all. I'm doing quite alright if I must say so my self." I lied.
She said with a smile,
"Admiring my work, are u not?"
"Indeed my love." She put her hand on my chest while I stroked her beautiful bronze hair, and at that, we fell asleep.

I woke up again, but only to find that the town was on fire, I thought this must be the dream again. But when I saw her burnt corpse I had no intent on anything, she was gone, or was she?
"What dose this mean? What dose this all mean? Why is this happening to me!?" I said out loud.
As I said these words, I spotted large dark figure around the corner. I backed away in fear as it got closer.
"Who are you!? What do you whant?"
"I....I AM THE KEEPER...OF...SOULS!"
"This is a dream, this is all a dream! ....Is it not?"
"OH...THIS IS ...VEERRRYY.. REAL..." Hissing like a snake, rushing towards me so fast, all I saw was its shadow. I ran down the stairs from the bedroom into the living quarters as quick as I could, I grabbed my six shooter and pointed it at the creature behind me, but it was gone. The lights were going on and off and I knew one thing, I was either going to die fighting, or die making a run for it. Before I could make a choice, the monster hit me in the face with flames of some sort, for it did not burn me, nor did it hurt, all I could feel was the looseness in my muscles. It came at me again, but this time going trough me.

And like that, I blacked out.

I was in a cell, locked up as if I were a monster. The prison guard walked over to me.
"Eat!" He told me.
"I'm quite alright"
"Eat! Or your death should be payed in suffering instead!"
Unless you bring me ale, I don't wish to eat."
He gave a nasty glare, then walked out of the prison. I was glad that he was gone, I couldn't bear his rudeness. I did not understand why I was in prison but I though it has something to do with the burning of the town. Do they think it was me who did it? Or was I framed? I did not know. I couldn't know.

The prison guard arrived with a bottle of ale and tole me again,"Please take the food and, Eat." This time in a nicer tone. I was pleased by this so I took the food and asked,"Why do you wish me to eat so Badly?" He looked at me, then smiled, he then just wallked out of the room. I didn't understand the mans actions, but I gradually took the food and ale. I took a bite from the rice and I chomped on something hard, a bullet! How did this get in there? I checked my hollowed out gourd that contained ale and taken by surprise, no ale but my six shooter! I checked its rounds, "Full." I realized I had said it out loud. I check the side dish witch held eggs, I scrambled the eggs trying to find more.
"Only a key.....A KEY!!!" I put the key in my pocket and checked if the rice had extra rounds. Eight more in the bowl of rice. I then planed my excape. Open my cell door, find the ale, fill the gourd with ale, find an exit, plan on how to kill any guards that I see after I find the exit door from my cell and excape. "There all planed out." I used they key on the the cell door, It only jiggled and made a high pitched squeaking noise. Damn!
I tried again and again, "This is a fake!" I checked if there were any other key holes on my cell door. Nothing. I sat on the cold stiff bed, putting the gourd to my lips. I'd forgotten, No ALE. I got frustrated and kicked the bed. The pain in my left foot could not with stand, so I sat on the hard floor next to the stupid bed. At the corner of my eye I saw a hatch hiding under the bed,"A trapdoor of some type!" I moved the bed and used the key on the locked hatch. It opened to my surprise. I quickly hid my bowls and plates so any guard that pass won't get suspicious. I took the gourd of corse and strapped my weapon to my belt. I made my excape, into the tunnels, Blinded, running into the depths of this unescapable maze.

Knowing, I was Far From Gone.